So I finally got to see one of my favorite comedians, Mr Dave Chappelle. If you can picture his posed coolass white man's voice: "it was incredible"



I thought it was wise to opt for the later show, 10p instead of 8p cuz frankly, making the early show is kinda questionable (that's sad). Also I've read about his legendary 4 hour sets and you kno that shit aint gonna happen when there's a 2nd show lurking/capping the first one. We were told the beast stayed on for 4h 9min the previous night

I went with cy who I now kno secretly wants to have Dave's child, that cat is that good. We had talked about him recently so I knew she'd like this shit

The Punch Line is a small club, 100-150 capacity. They seat you and frisk you (phones off, cameras AND iPods will be checked in) and do that 2 drink minimum bullshit. They do serve food which is kinda hot considering dinner had been a coffee and two beers, their hot wings: hello frozen section

We showed up a bit after 10, street parking heaven (it is FiDi) and were at the end of a very long line, snaking around four corner turns. We got pretty decent seats on the left aisle actually, it was cool cuz that's the way to the stage so we got to shake hands with Dave at the end of the show

3 dudes went on before him, a Mexican that exuded coolness but wasn't all that funny, some new guy who struggled and a Korean kid Kevin Shea who killed. His shit was so ruthless, he opened with calling the Mexican who introd him as tonight's feature a wetback, he then made fun of dude #2 for kinda bombing. He was really good, sporting super Asian redness he couldn't wait to get rid off. He was good, he had that brutal cold thing down

If his set seemed organic, Dave's shit had almost no rehearsed material. He came on around midnight and chainsmoked himself into a 3 hour ribbing of the audience, mostly 3 chicks around the front, and he talked about some random shit that's happened to him recently. The audience would shout topics and he'd mostly make fun of the suggestions. I won't lie, it wasn't a religious experience like these Judson Memorial shows I've been reading about, the audience would ask some whack shit sometimes. It was pretty close though, just hangin out with the funniest guy alive for a night. The man has an amazing voice, comedy is 50% delivery, if not more and the guy owns "nigga", "bitch" and countless other phrases and interjections. You can tell it's just how he rolls

Dave had a couple of moments of standard comedy, when he was just so quick with it. At one point he threatened a girl who said she might have his name tattooed on her butt that he may hav to sue her ass. And he did that thing at the end of the show where you bring it back on some full circle thing. I hate that shit

A few things surprised me
- Dave is kinda mad at Charlie Murphy and Darnell (Rawlings, had to Google it) for doing the Lost Episodes, season 3 of the Chappelle Show. Hey that Tupac club skit was good
- there's some kind of a thing with Carlos Mencia.. I think Dave is mad that his Comedy Central show is kinda biting his steelo
- he actually admitted that OJ did it
- he kept tapping the mic on his lap/chair, a sign of cracking himself up
- he only drank coffee, he doesn't drink anymore
- he likes guns
- he's a bit of a paranoid nut

Anyway shit was good, the genius that peeked on some of the Chappelle Show skits ("Kobe!", "Why cant they find Biggie and 2Pac's murderers, but they arrest O.J. the next day. Nicole Simpson cant rap, I want some justice!") is only the tip of the iceberg. I'd definitely go see him again (he's here about once a year) and now I only need to see Chris Rock before I die (I saw Seinfeld back when he, his show, and Kramer were coo). It may or may not be as fun, but I know it won't be as intimate